Ended a day,
Down came the rain.

Walking down alleys,
Is proof of fame gained.

Back to Mississippi,
You took the last train.

Some chicks onboard,
You manage to acquaint.

Despite temptations,
Managed to stay saint.

Decided to work on friendships,
They are about to wane.

Met with old friends,
And their look of disdain.

Believing past closeness,
You could regain.

Duped to give loans,
Those you can’t refrain.

Helped them through pain,
They forgot your name.

Those time and efforts,
They were in vain.

Through hard times,
You tried to stay sane.

Called those old ‘friends’,
They didn’t pick up again.

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